Mar 30, 2010

The Lever project

One of Aubrey's recent school assignments was to create a "simple machine." She came up with the idea of making a lever out of just a stick of wood and a board. She was quite impressed that with just one hand she could lift up her dad. Look how strong she is portraying herself to be!
When it came time to present her "simple machine" to her class she was ready. She encouraged several of her classmates to try it but, got the most joy out of lifting up her teacher.

Feb 23, 2010

Life not blogging

for you Jenn. A blog entry dedicated to you.

Oct 7, 2009


Every day we come home and hear a thump on the floor upstairs and
then Piper comes running down the stairs.
Today she didn't hear me come home I guess!

Who's not suppose to be sleeping on my bed???
Better yet who's not suppose to be sleeping IN my bed?
My bed was made perfectly this morning...


Oct 5, 2009

Oh how I love fall...


5 apples, peeled and cored
3 eggs
1 1/2 cups white sugar
3/4 cup vegetable oil
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour
3/4 cup chopped walnuts

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9x13 inch pan. Cut the apples into 1 inch wedges. Set aside.
In a large bowl, whisk together the eggs and sugar until blended. Mix in the baking soda, oil, cinnamon and vanilla. Stir in the flour, just until incorporated. Fold in the apples and walnuts.
Pour batter into prepared pan. Bake in the preheated oven for 55 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean. Allow to cool slightly. May be served warm or at room temperature.

Oct 4, 2009

She cracks me up

When I came downstairs this morning I looked at Payton and said "Payton, what is on your face?" Without hesitating she replied "Ummmm you can talk to dad about that." I had to turn and walk away so she didn't see me cracking up. Apparently dad had already talked to her about not drawing on her face with marker. Guess she didn't have the need to talk to me about it again. The kid cracks me up.